Kinder Reminder

There's a gentle voice in the morning,
whispers things I wish I'd said,
if my brain had given some warning,
my mouth would have uttered instead.

Like, 'My guests are tired and weary.
This does not have to go on so long.'
Though the company is so cheery,
they may need rest more than a song.

A God that's forgiving still holds me;
perhaps a next time will occur,
when it isn't my conscience that scolds me,
when I've thought and spared him and her.

So, Voice in the morning, I'm grateful,
that you gently give me advice.
My action won't be lastingly fateful,
and I'll learn to be thoughtful and nice.